This is what a fairy should be like

In the Hidden Immortal Valley, Zhuang Lin's mind was slightly shaken, and all the strange phenomena in the valley disappeared.

As if nothing happened, Zhuang Lin grabbed the copybook on the table and stood up from behind the table. He walked down and began to check how the students wrote. The students straightened their backs, some nervous and some proud.

Zhuang Lin did not comment, but when he stood in front of a student's desk, the nearby students would subconsciously look at him.

At this time, if the teacher shook his head slightly, it meant that the handwriting was not good. If he smiled and nodded slightly, then the student would be happy for a long time, and the surrounding students would immediately look at him with admiration.

Liu Hongyu just glanced at Zhuang Lin, and then continued to write meticulously. Because he was too focused, he did not notice when Zhuang Lin stopped beside him.

This student, who was already an adult, was naturally very conspicuous in the school, and received the most attention from his classmates.

Seeing the teacher staying at Liu Hongyu's desk for a long time, other students have already turned their heads or looked over. Although they dare not whisper to each other, they still have eye contact.

Zhuang Lin looked carefully at the paper on Liu Hongyu's desk.

To be honest, Liu's handwriting is not particularly neat, but in Zhuang Lin's eyes, it is obviously different from other children. There is a sense of "meaning" poured into the words, so it doesn't look good at first glance, but it will be much more pleasing to the eye when you look closely.

This does not mean that Liu Hongyu's words can reach the height of calligraphy, but Liu Hongyu's high concentration even affects the words when he writes.

Zhuang Lin seemed to have some enlightenment in his heart.

Cangjie created characters, the sky rained millet, and ghosts cried at night. In fact, the characters themselves contain a kind of power.

And the existence of outstanding spirituality is more likely to use its own spirituality to activate the power in it. Perhaps if Liu Hongyu can study calligraphy, even if he does not cultivate immortality, he will be able to achieve something in the future.

At this time, Liu Hongyu seemed to finally find Zhuang Lin standing beside him. After a slight pause, he looked up at him.

"Uh, Master..."

Zhuang Lin nodded slightly, speaking for the first time after looking through everyone's handwriting.

"Not bad!"

Liu Hongyu smiled immediately, glanced at the other students who looked surprised, and blinked at Mu Hongwen, causing the latter to widen his eyes.

Seemingly because he saw Liu Hongyu looking around, Zhuang Lin patted him on the back of the head three times with the copybook in his hand, shocking Liu Hongyu to sit up straight.

"This word is okay, if the meaning of the other words can be as good as this word, then the calligraphy is done!"

Liu Hongyu looked at the word Zhuang Lin pointed at, and found that it was the word "night" he wrote. Without waiting for him to say anything, Zhuang Lin had already walked away.

However, when Zhuang Lin returned to the table, he glanced in Liu Hongyu's direction, and thought that there seemed to be no night watchmen in the valley.

Forget it, it was just that he saw his spirituality today, and he was interested in trying this profound feeling. If he couldn't understand it, he would tell him another day!

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In the evening, Mu Hongwen and Liu Hongyu went home from the school together. When they were close to the door of the house, the former could not help but shout while running.

"Grandpa~ Mr. Liu's handwriting was actually praised by the teacher today - he is not as good as me, he was praised -"

Liu Hongyu was secretly happy when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he was dissatisfied when he heard the second half.

"Hey, kids, please speak clearly, what do you mean not as good as you?"

The two of them chased and fled into the clinic, like a pair of brothers with a slightly larger age gap.

However, as soon as they rushed into the clinic, they saw a man excitedly talking to Mr. Mu. That man was Mr. Mu's apprentice Duan Yonghua.

Mu Hongwen and Liu Hongyu immediately restrained their expressions.

"Uncle Duan..." "Mr. Yanjun..."

As the only direct disciple of Mr. Mu, Xiaowen is needless to say, and Liu Hongyu, who has been living in the Mu family, is also very familiar with him.

Duan Yonghua was obviously very happy and greeted the two of them.

"Oh, you're back? I just heard you were so happy. You were praised by Mr. Zi'an, right?"

Liu Hongyu grinned immediately.

Old Master Mu on the side was also obviously very happy and said to the person next to him.

"Okay, stop joking. Go quickly. I'll wait for you to have dinner together in the evening!"

"Okay, then I'll go!"

Duan Yonghua said, touched Xiaowen's head, then bowed slightly to Liu Hongyu, and hurried out the door. When he got outside, he almost ran away.

"Grandpa, what's the matter? Where is Uncle Duan going?"

The two students who just came back were very curious, and Old Master Mu stroked his beard and smiled.

"Good! Okay, get ready, let's make dinner together!"

A moment later, in front of the school, Duan Yonghua found Zhuang Lin sitting in the corridor and excitedly told him about his discovery.

"Mr. Zi'an, this afternoon we were investigating nearby Guwai as usual. Guess what, we found the observatory!"

Zhuang Lin had known about this for a long time, but he still smiled knowingly when he heard the news in person.

"We're back!"

"Yes, we're back!"

Duan Yonghua's excitement was obviously different from Zhuang Lin's, but the former naturally didn't notice this and was still sharing what he saw today, and concluded with another sentence.

"I guess the other people in the team have passed the news to others, so everyone can rest assured now!"

Zhuang Lin nodded.

"Let's not be arrogant or impatient, just live as usual! As for the matter of Peach Blossom Spring... let's just treat it as a dream for now!"

"Well, we think so too. It's not allowed to be mentioned. We just need to know it ourselves, so that if Mr. Liu's illness can't be cured in the future, they will think that we messed up the repertoire and made excuses together..."

Zhuang Lin smiled and didn't say much. This is naturally the best.

"But then again, Mr. Liu's condition is getting better and better. He is diligent and studious, kind and cheerful and willing to help others. He can get along well with Xiaowen. I like him a little bit!"

Duan Yonghua said and moved closer to Zhuang Lin and said

"Hey, Mr. Zi'an, do you think Mr. Liu's illness is really hopeful to be cured?"

Zhuang Lin laughed and joked.

"Yanjun, you are the doctor, why are you asking me?"

"Uh... Hehe, that's true..."

Duan Yonghua smiled awkwardly. Master Zhuang always made people feel at ease when he was around, so he habitually asked him everything and listened to him, forgetting that medicine was his main profession.

"Okay, don't think too much, and some words should not be mentioned as much as just now. Wouldn't it be better if Mr. Liu could be at peace as soon as possible?"

"Yes, yes, thank you Mr. Zi'an for reminding me!"

Duan Yonghua bowed solemnly to Zhuang Lin. He knew that what Master Zhuang reminded him of were some topics involving Liu Hongyu's mental illness, which was theoretically against the regulations.

Now people in Yinxian Valley have a harmonious relationship, and Mr. Zi'an has a noble character, and it is even more impossible for him to report it in the future, but it cannot be crossed casually.

"No need to be polite."

"Well, then I'll leave first and go to Master's place for dinner later!"

"Okay, I won't see you off!"

Duan Yonghua bowed again, and Zhuang Lin nodded, watching the former turn around and leave. The brisk footsteps were enough to show the master's mood.

Zhuang Lin stood up from the corridor and calmly sensed the four directions.

Now the spiritual energy in the valley mainly comes from three directions.

The first direction is that with the operation of the formation, it implicitly attracts the thousands of spiritual energy around to gather in the valley.

After "coming back", the spiritual energy in this direction obviously dropped sharply.

Not to mention that the spiritual energy gathered from the outside world is negligible, even to the point that Zhuang Lin can hardly detect it. The fact that the rich spiritual energy in the valley can not leak out is definitely another foresight of his control of the formation.

The second direction is the original spring in the valley, well, it is also the source of the river in the valley where Young Master Liu was arranged to "cross the script".

Even though it still dropped significantly after returning, the wisps of spiritual energy that emerged from it were still clearly discernible.

The third direction...

Zhuang Lin looked sideways at the mountain gorge where Tao Yuanming entered the Hidden Immortal Valley. At that location, there was still a relatively considerable amount of spiritual energy being absorbed by the formation, of course, it was only relative.

But at least it shows that although it has returned, the connection between the formation and that time and space has not been directly cut off.

"That's good..."

Zhuang Lin murmured, and had no intention of blocking this kind of connection. He didn't mind too much spiritual energy.

As his thoughts flowed, Zhuang Lin took a deep breath and looked at various places in the valley. The scenery was still beautiful and picturesque. Smoke had risen everywhere, and every place where the smoke was was a family.

Zhuang Lin certainly had his own considerations for the future of the people in the valley.

Perhaps some of them still wanted to tell what happened during this period, but that was a matter for the future.

What the people here are considering now is to wait calmly until Mr. Liu is cured, or wait for the next few years until the Liu family accepts reality and gives up the plan.

In short, doing their best and getting all the rewards smoothly in the future is the goal of most people in Yinxian Valley.

It is also the result that Zhuang Lin thinks is appropriate.

Of course, even if the plan ends, Zhuang Lin will not leave.

Perhaps some people will get used to the life here and choose to stay reluctantly. At that time, Zhuang Lin will also be happy to see this.

At that time, everything will be the most natural result, and those who stay will also be worth it!

As for other people, if they leave Yinxian Valley in the future, they may never find this place again, just like Mr. Wu Liu, who they talk about after dinner, and the Wuling fisherman in "Peach Blossom Spring"!

As for whether the "patient"'s illness will be cured, it depends on Liu Hongyu's own intention. Zhuang Lin will take him on the right track of immortal cultivation, and his family affairs are not convenient to interfere.

Zhuang Lin's own goal is to practice well during this period of time and try to narrow the gap between his real cultivation and cultivation realm as much as possible.

With this thought in mind, Zhuang Lin walked back into the school hall, closed the door, sat back at the teacher's desk, and began to practice with his eyes closed!

Gradually, night fell, and the stars and the moon appeared in the sky.

As Zhuang Lin entered a state of calm, the spiritual energy in the Hidden Immortal Valley became as calm as a lake, and from time to time, it was like ripples, which was used by Zhuang Lin to breathe, and also silently nourished the residents here.